Chapter 22 Bloody Arhat Thunder Drum

Before the hour passed, I looked up and saw that the sky was like washing, the rising sun was slanting, and the floating clouds floated on the setting sun, which weakened the color of the morning glow in the sky.

The world is vast, and the world is turbid. I don't know why many people fight with their lives. Most of them are subject to the overturning of the world and drifting with the tide.

At this time, next to the waterfall, a few miles away, the military alliance star sword seized the painting and killed people. The people in Longhu Mountain had already died. Only Zhou Hanzhi and other four people were struggling to support.

Mo Cheng turned into three bodies and met Li Minghua and Zhou Hanzhi. It was not the strength of the enemy, but he looked resolute and his eyes were sharp. After quickly glanced at the two, the long sword quickly walked away and quickly drew three gray marks.

The sword is like a dragon, and the sword is even more full of true spirit, and its sword meaning is even more fierce.

Mo Cheng's mind-watching technique was used. He knew that Zhou Hanzhi's heart was to protect himself. What he was worried about was the sister who was facing Mu Yanxi over there. He separated himself to entangled Zhou Hanzhi with half a lot of effort, and his two bodies rushed to attack Li Minghua and wanted to take his life in a moment.

Sure enough, Zhou Han stopped the emperor's fan. Although he was entangled with Mocheng, he did not dare to fight for his life. In such a hurry, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

On this side, Mo Cheng attacked fiercely around Li Weihua. The bright moon heart would weave a pair of thin sword nets and dance quickly to protect herself. Mo Cheng could not find an opportunity to break through for a moment. The only way was to fight fast, and the two bodies kept attacking in circles, stabbing Li Weihua, forcing her to keep shrinking the sword net, gradually. Incorreed.

Shamai surrounded the stupid monk with the divine light and Zhuo Ying. Although the stupid man was tall and strong, he really didn't know martial arts. At present, he saw three people looking for him, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Shamai sneered, jumped high and jumped on the branch not far from the road. He half squatted on the tree and sat alone on the wall to watch.

The remaining divine light Zhuoying, the two have already been two physical puppets, and their souls have long been reincarnated. One of them holds a five-foot-long heavenly sword, which stimulates supreme power, shining a white light, the other holds a short dagger ground sword, and the earth sword is full of ink, quenching the shocking poison.

The fool saw that there was a layer of black gas on their faces and a dead face. Although he was a monk, he was young. He had never seen a terrible face like a dead man, so he quickly retreated and muttered, "Don't come over! Don't come here!"

He gradually retreated, and the two of them pressed step by step, revealing that they were sweating. Suddenly, he was shocked to find something on his back. When he turned his head, it was a big stone that was half as tall and could not be held by his waist.

Looking at it again, it has reached the water's edge. The waterfalls are turbulent and noisy, and the waves of the river below a hundred feet are surging, and there is no retreat.

The fool panicked. He could only recite a few Buddha's name, force himself to calm down, cultivate his mind with the Buddha, and calm down his mind. He forced himself to calm down and turned back. He was about to recite some scriptures to the two living corpses and shouted: "Lord..."

Before he finished speaking, the divine light waved the heavenly sword in his hand and cut it in front of the fool's chest. The fool had the supreme Buddha's power to protect it, and the heavenly sword could not cut it. At this moment, the divine light had lost his previous consciousness, that is, his hands stepped up, holding the sword and pushed it forward fiercely. The fool made a sigh and was pressed on the big stone behind him.

On the other side, Zhuoying rushed to the big stone three or twice, holding the ground sword with both hands upside down, and stabbed the cover of the stupid spirit fiercely.

With a sound, the ground sword hit the stupid and bare forehead. Like hitting a boulder, the unparalleled toxicity on the sword could not help but invade the stupid skin. Zhuo Ying was also stupid. He repeatedly raised the ground sword in his hand and kept hitting the stupid head.

While Shamai squatted on the tree and watched the scene in front of him, his heart was interesting. He only felt that the stupid King Kong was not bad, but he had never learned any martial arts. Therefore, when the sword reached his body, he was not sucked away the true qi in his body. Such a special physique attracted his interest in his heart.

Shamai looked at the fool again, and his eyes were a little more vicious and eager. He took out a bamboo flute from a waist bag attached to his side. The flute was quite short, full of earthy gray, and the bamboo flute was only about a foot long, with five small holes in it. Shamai picked it up and blew leisurely in his mouth.

Suddenly, a strange tune accompanied by the loud sound of the waterfall flying straight down, slowly sounded.

This song has an exotic wind, and there is a distant and mysterious atmosphere in the tune. When it falls into my ears, I only feel that there is a strange power that can actually be fascinating.

Even though his stupid monk had great magical power in his body, after listening to the song played by Shamai, he actually felt a dizziness in his mind. When he looked at it again, he only felt that the sky and earth were spinning and his standing unsteady. The divine light and Zhuo Ying were still entangled him, which made his heart inexplicably irritable.

Over there, Mo Cheng, Zhou Hanzhi and Li Meihua were fighting fiercely. Mo Cheng's two bodies were originally the upper hand of Li Minghua. Suddenly, a sound of music came. Both sides only felt a shock in their hearts and their hearts were inexplicably throbbing. These people had to stop fighting, work separately, protect their hearts with true qi, and keep the line of clarity in the spiritual platform.

Mo Cheng was furious and said to himself, "I didn't expect this Shamai to dare to be so reckless, regardless of his own safety at all. When he sees the alliance leader in the future, he will definitely report it truthfully."

He looked at Xu Donglai and saw that he was probably not affected by this strange song because he fainted.

At this time, the fool's heart was annoyed by the song. He only felt dizzy and wanted to vomit. The divine light and Zhuo Ying on the other side kept beating beside him, which was very annoying. In addition to his confusion, a voice appeared in his heart: "Kill!"

This voice appeared, which shocked the fool's heart. Next, the voice did become clearer and clearer repeatedly, hitting the fool's heart:

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

This killing word shouted louder and louder, and every sentence was like a thunderbolt in the stupid's mind. It actually covered the sound of water and the strange flute. The fool's eyes turned red. He only felt that only by eliminating the demons and monsters around him could he kill a bright universe and return a clean world to the world.

Seeing that he finally couldn't stand it, he roared like an angry dragon and shouted. He waved his palm and slapped the big stone behind him.

This slap actually contained the power of the supreme god and Buddha. There was only a roar. The sound was so huge that the river was about to stop. The sound waves scattered and shocked the four directions, and there was a real wave between heaven and earth.

The divine light Zhuoying was the first to take the brunt and was hit by this sound wave. The two had no true protection, and their bodies were stunned, but they all banged into a bloody rain.

Poor these two brothers, who used to live and die together, but now their bodies are violent and mixed with flesh and blood can be mixed together, which can also be said to be accompanied by the same acupuncture point after death.